Cold heart hammering hard – no sanctuary to find
Death stands firm and tall – bell cracks its iron spine
The hunter and the hunted
Closing in, poised to sting – ring of fear
Circle of pounding death
Counting ribs, weighing blood – searching the sky
Solemn black manner
Blood-drenched banned whips in the jagged wind
Sour milk, blackened flesh
Deciduus forest – devoid of life
Burning hate – flaming sword
Repeatedly severing the heads of the hydra
Stalemate – corrosion
Stillborn resistance – unquenchable thirst
Now see the rope of regret
Around the partisan neck
Dead eyes glowing cold
No sanctuary to find
Breathing damp and mould
Through hell with a firm smile
Hunting high and low
Sowing seeds of blood, deep into the folk soul
Bonfires burning bright
Kingdom come! Kingdom gone – praised be the flame
Buzzard feathers swirl
Ruthless night and fog merging together
Murky waters flow
Sulphurous skies, sulphurous cries – funeral daze
New-sprung world of blades
Apocalyptic raids throughout the nations
Black breath, hand of death
Iron wills – blood red hills; swwet and decay
Now see the rope of regret – around the partisan neck
Now see the rope of regret – around the partisan neck
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